【Kuan Xin】Snake and Venom

Hearing Yuan Zhongxin's voice, Yuan Bofin immediately turned his head to look at him, and found that the other person's face was pale, with a little blood stained on the corner of his mouth, and he looked extremely weak. Yuan Bofin was startled, and immediately got off his horse and rushed to Yuan Zhongxin In front of him, the bottom of his eyes was secretly burning with fire: "Who hit you?"

Before Yuan Zhongxin could speak, Wang Kuan said coldly: "Chang Yi."

Uncle Yuan squinted his eyes, he didn't expect that he would save such a thing just now, the water in his eyes turned cold for a moment, and his eyes stabbed like an arrow at Chang Yi who was panicking behind him: "How dare you touch him?"

Yuan Zhongxin grabbed Yuan Bofin's hand, lowered his voice, and hurriedly said, "Brother, Chang Yi can't die!"

Yuan Bofin looked down at his younger brother, and patted his head lightly: "Don't worry, brother won't beat him to death."

As soon as the words fell, Yuan Bo raised his hand with energy, and a murderous palm wind rushed straight at Chang Yi who was standing a few feet away. Chang Yi had no time to dodge, and the palm wind hit his confidant , Chang Yi's body was unstable, and he was hit by a palm until his back hit the tree trunk, and he knelt down and vomited blood.

At first glance, Chang Yi was more seriously injured than Yuan Zhongxin.

Xiaojing next to Yuan Zhongxin looked at it for a moment, and exclaimed softly: "This volume of vomiting blood, Chang Du's head is probably injured by General Yuan's heart, it won't heal in a month..."

Yuan Zhongxin's brows twitched, and he held his forehead speechlessly.

Zhao Jian exclaimed in a low voice: "I'll go! Yuan Zhongxin, your brother is so powerful!"

From a distance of several zhang, just one move can make people vomit blood, how much inner strength is needed to hit such an unstoppable palm wind?

Yuan Bofin turned his head and said with a light smile, "It's just a housekeeping skill, not worth mentioning."

Yuan Zhongxin: "..."

That is, other people's housekeeping skills are used to save their lives, but your housekeeping skills are used to kill them. It's so good...

At this moment, the wooden piles of the foundation of the Liehun Temple were almost demolished, and the hole in the ground that was tightly pressed by the rubble and wooden pillars was loosened. The forbidden army carefully moved the wood away, and the leading man finally appeared The upper body, while the lower body was completely sunk underneath, unable to move.

Yuan Zhongxin hurriedly said: "Zhao Jian, hurry up and save someone!"

Zhao Jian understood, took Wei Yanei and the others and the students of Jiuzhai to pick up the suitcases and ran to the entrance of the cave to stand by.

Wang Kuan's eyes were dim, and he stared at Chang Yi who was hurriedly lifted up by Ji Linjun coldly, thinking about whether he should go forward to make up the knife and let him die happily.

How could Yuan Bofin not know what was going on in his heart, and said calmly: "Wang Kuan, Zhong Xin's injury is serious."

Hearing this, Wang Kuan looked away angrily, walked back to Yuan Zhongxin's side quickly, and stared intently at Xiao Jingzheng holding his breath to feel his pulse.

Xiaojing's green onion pointed at Yuan Zhongxin's side veins, she stared for a moment, and suddenly felt puzzled in her heart. She did feel the injury on Yuan Zhongxin's heart veins, but why his breath was so strange, seemingly stable, but actually But disorderly.

Suddenly, Yuan Zhongxin inaudibly moved his fingers covered by Xiaojing's sleeve, and lightly stroked Xiaojing's wrist a few times.

Xiaojing looked up at him in astonishment, her reaction made Wang Kuan and Yuan Bofin worry, Wang Kuan asked anxiously, "Xiaojing, did something happen to Zhong Xin?"

Xiao Jing regained his composure, shook his head calmly, and said calmly: "It's okay, Brother Yuan is fine, it's just that he was hit by the wind of the palm, and his heart veins suffered a little bit of blood, I'll make some medicine for him when I go back. "

Hearing this, Wang Kuan and Yuan Bo's high-suspended hearts slowly settled down.

Yuan Bofin breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Liang Zhu and the others who were busy saving people not far away, turned his head and said to Wang Kuan: "Wang Kuan, you take care of Zhong Xin here first, and I will help save people." .”

Yuan Zhongxin tugged on Xiaojing's sleeve weakly: "Xiaojing, you should help too."

Xiao Jing concealed the worry in his eyes, pursed his lips, hesitating.

Yuan Zhongxin knew what she was worried about, and gently persuaded: "I'm fine, Wang Kuan is with me."

Xiaojing couldn't help but nodded obediently, followed Yuan Bofin into the circle, suppressed the restlessness in his heart, and devoted himself to the task of saving people.

Yuan Zhongxin leaned wearily in Wang Kuan's arms, recalling Wang Kuan who had gone mad just now, his heart was filled with worry, he sighed softly: "Wang Kuan, you were too impulsive just now."

Wang Kuan lowered his eyes and said nothing, the boiling hostility in his heart gradually calmed down, but the strength holding Yuan Zhongxin tightened inaudibly.

impulse?

If he was really impulsive, he would have used his power as the son of the king who participated in politics to wipe out Chang Yi, and his life would be worse than death - he never thought of bullying others, but for Yuan Zhongxin, he would do anything.

Although Wang Kuan was silent, Yuan Zhongxin still understood his thoughts effortlessly. He put his hand on the back of Wang Kuan's hand and whispered, "Wang Kuan, I know you hate Chang Yi, and so do I." , I can't wait for him to die immediately, but Chang Yi can't die, at least not now."

"If one Chang Yi dies, thousands of hundreds of Chang Yi will emerge, and it may be even more difficult than this one. We are already in a disadvantaged situation now, and we cannot add to the difficulty of this game."

"Wang Kuan, do you understand?"

Wang Kuan's fingertips caressed Yuan Zhongxin's palm, and suddenly he felt irritable and lonely in his heart, not because of Yuan Zhongxin's words, but because of those who persecuted Yuan Zhongxin.

He was supposed to live a happy life, not to be troubled by the troubled times, even if the world is not fair, he can still laugh and talk about all the people in the world, why now he has to do everything for those insignificant people, and use all the tricks?

Wang Kuan bit the tip of his tongue, collected his mind, and said with a difficult voice, "I understand."

At the same time, Chang Yi and the Xuanwu Army led by him disappeared without a trace, the largest foundation of the Liehun Temple was destroyed, and only half of the huge temple was demolished. Five people were seriously injured. The man who Xiaojing took the pulse first was hit on the head by a falling wooden stake, blood gushed from his forehead, and a teenager was pierced by a sharp short log in his leg; They all felt chest tightness and shortness of breath due to being buried underground for too long, and they each scattered in a corner to rest and recover their breath.

As for the child, because he had been protected in his father's arms all the time, there was nothing serious other than shortness of breath.

After all the people were busy, they simply bandaged the five people who were seriously injured, and sent them to the nearest hospital for detailed treatment, while the rest of the people thanked Yuan Zhongxin and others again and again, feeling grateful and panicked Uneasy, they naturally know how important the Liehun Temple is to Song Dynasty.Once it was demolished this time, half of the seats were demolished. If the current emperor blames them, they will surely die.

Yuan Boji stood up, showed his identity, and assured the panic-stricken people that the demolition of the temple was to save people, and the Holy One would not blame him.

As soon as this remark came out, the common people felt a little relieved. They were just ordinary people, with poor family circumstances, no money, no possessions, and nothing to offer in return. Spread out, turn around and go home.

Liang Zhu turned around and said to Yuan Zhongxin and others: "The construction of the temple cannot be completed in a short time, and you don't need to wait here anymore. Go back to the secret pavilion first. If there is any dissatisfaction with the Holy Spirit, you don't have to be afraid. I will help you." Liang Zhu bears it, go back and have a good rest."

Yuan Bofin pondered for a moment, he was worried that the imperial court would send people down to the Liehun Temple, so he said uneasy: "I will stay too..."

Liang Zhu said coldly: "You go back."

Yuan Bo was stunned, but smiled helplessly, and said obediently: "Okay, I'll go back, you pay attention to everything, and come to me if there is anything you can't handle."

Liang Zhu frowned dissatisfied, and muttered to himself: "Is there anything I can't handle? Except your worry-free brother."

Wang Kuan helped Yuan Zhongxin up, and asked nervously, "How is it? Can I go?"

Yuan Zhongxin nodded and said with a smile, "I'm not that weak."

Chang Yi's slap was not painless, but compared to the severe pain when the poison struck, it was considered mild.

Wei Yanei was also heartbroken: "You are not weak, you can still vomit so much blood after that slap - Wang Kuan, why don't you take him back."

Hearing this, Wang Kuan made a gesture to hug Yuan Zhongxin, but the latter quickly stopped him: "I'm really fine! I couldn't react to the blow from Chang Yi, and I was so upset that I vomited blood. Otherwise, you really think it's normal!" That guy Yi is so powerful, can he beat me like this?"

With a faint smile in Yuan Bo's eyes, he said, "Forget it, let him do it."

After the six returned to Qizhai with Yuan Bofin, Xiao Jing hurried to make medicine, Zhao Jian went to help, in the main hall, Wang Kuan sat beside Yuan Zhongxin and took care of him, while Wei Yanei made tea, While looking at Yuan Bofin curiously: "Brother Yuan, why did you come back suddenly?"

Yuan Zhongxin also wanted to ask: "That's right, why didn't you tell me when you came back, and let me pick you up."

Yuan Boji smiled lightly: "Master Fan has something to report to the court in Kaifeng, and I and a few other cavalry soldiers followed him back."

As soon as these words came out, Yuan Zhongxin suddenly remembered the secret report he had stolen from Lu Guannian, he pursed his lips, and asked, "Is what Fan Zaizhi wanted to report related to Wushi San?"

Yuan Bo was startled slightly, looked at Yuan Zhongxin with a little suspicion, then lowered his eyes, and after a moment of silence, he said lightly: "Yes, there is also this matter."

Yuan Zhongxin's eyes dimmed slightly, his expression was unclear.

Yuan Bofin used "yes", which meant that Fan Zaizhi had to report more than just Wushisan.